Hello! I'm back with another chapter! Now this story I tell you is far from over, in fact, we are only getting started with this. So these past few weeks I've been busy with various things this summer so far and I've only had small spaces of times to get something of this chapter done. So without further ado, we get back with those evil Martians!


Chapter 9

And If They Could See Us Now!

Though the Martians were licking they're wounds over the outcome of the battle, if they could only know what was going over back at Ponyville, they'd be kicking themselves at missing this chance at a great opportunity to get back at them. That time in the late afternoon as the sky starting to turn red, it was chaos in the town. Not that the Martians or any other random enemy had arrived to take over the town, but it was a scene of ponies scrambling all over the place with boxes, carts and luggage bags all carrying their belongs and such. The thing was, as ordered by Princess Celestia herself…Ponyville was being evacuated.

Even after such an unexpected win defeating the Martians, nopony was taking a chance that they wouldn't come back. Never before in Ponyville's history that the whole town was ever in a major evacuation, Pegasus ponies, along with personal belongings that they could take with them, were flying away from Ponyville. Some Unicorns, along with their own belongings, simply teleported away from the town, anywhere that had no Martians nearby. Most hopefully Canterlot would be safe. The other unicorns and Earth ponies however had to take the train out of Ponyville.

Indeed when the next train arrived at the station, the engine crew and fellow passengers on the train were stunned to see the station crowded with ponies with suitcases and such (literally anything that wasn't pinned down.) They had heard of the strange goings on outside of Ponyville but none of them expected the whole situation to be like this. These huge crowds caused delays for the train for about fifteen minutes, and when the train finally got going again, with the train now at full capacity, many more ponies were still left on the platform and some had been separated from their families who had gotten on that train.

Absolute chaos it was. And in the middle of that large crowd, Applejack and the rest of her family waited with the rest for the next train to come. Looking to her right, she could see Pinkie Pie (with the Cakes family) telling little Pound and Pumpkin Cake the story of the Martians. Though by the look of fear in the twin toddler's eyes as she told them the story so far and the look of annoyance on the faces of Mr. and Mrs. Cake, Pinkie wasn't making things any better for them.

For Applejack, it didn't help to try and think to herself with all the loud noise going on around her. Despite the fact these invaders from another planet seemed threatening, there was something rather bumbling, cumbersome and dare she'd say...quite amusing about them. Sure they could quite easily wipe out ponykind and take over the world, but the fact that from the way they were speaking to each other rather bitterly and how Celestia managed to hold them off causing them to retreat did made them seem rather…idiotic.

"Do ya'll think they'll be back soon?" Came the sound of Applebloom's voice, breaking Applejack's train of thought (no pun there of them being at a station implied!)

Along with Applejack, the rest of her family was leaving Ponyville. To many, it would seem like a rare event to leave Sweet Apple Acres behind like to perhaps an unknown fate and with them having to sell the many apples they had to pay for their living. Thankfully though this time of the year was the time when very little business was needed, though doubts still lingered in their minds about what could happen.

The older cowpony looked down at her younger sister with an uncertain expression. "…Haven't a clue, ah'm most worried about more comin', ah don't think this is the end, the start more like."

Applejack felt bad as her younger sister's face fell. "Hope ah'm wrong though…Celestia might know what ta do…Ah hope…"

After about five minutes of standing bunched up with countless other ponies and the danger of being split up from her siblings and Granny Smith, a train's whistle could be heard in the distance.

And almost at once, everypony on that platform began to try and push forward in that crowd to get to the front to try and be the first to get on that train. Applejack cursed under her breath as somepony nearly knocked her to the ground. From the side she could hear a few grunts and shouting going on, and this wasn't for the rush for the train.

Looking to see what it was, Pinkie Pie was doing her trademark bounce over the sea of heads. Though she seemed excited that the train was coming, Applejack could see the other ponies were shouting out to her to get to the back of the queue.

Then again, it's nearly the end of the world and this is Pinkie Pie of course, who is going to listen to anyone during this period of darkness for Equestria?

While the big rush to find a place on a one way ticket out of Ponyville was going on (that's if they never going back…well, looks like it) that from hiding in a stupid large fake bush, that the two Martian spies watched the scene taking place. To them, it looked like the ponies were retreating and gave them a chance to come back from what had happened.

"Are you seeing this, Torno?" Asked a stunned Abaztard, looking through a pair of binoculars.

Torno tentacle-palmed. "You know I can't without the binoculars dumnass."

His fellow spy snorted at him, he never wanted to feel outclassed by Torno in any situation, big or small. "Fine…here." He gave him the binoculars as Torno began looking from a distance of what was going on in the town. For a few moments as Abaztard observed, Torno was silent as he kept on looking, then a small grin appeared on his beak as he put the binoculars down before turning to Abaztard.

"What'd ya think?" Abaztard remarked as he turned his gaze back to Ponyville.

"From defeat to…maybe, victory?" Torno replied with a tinge of optimism in his voice.

Abaztard thought for a moment scratching his dark beak. "…It's worth a darn good shot with all of these ponies leaving town like that. This could give us a golden opportunity, and can perhaps save Wacko before it's curtains for him." He shuddered at the thought at what the king could do with him (And seriously, any punishment worse than death is a trip to the Martian sexual torture department…)

The two of them stared at each other for a moment, before nodding with each other.

"C'mon," Abaztard motioning Torno to follow him. "I think the tables are about to turn for us now!"

Without the need of being asked twice, Torno quickly followed his fellow spy back to the camp. "And if they could see us now…!" Torno thought excitedly to himself.

XXX

Back at the camp, the gloomy atmosphere surrounded the camp. Those from the last battle were scattered around the camp keep their distance from each other thinking that they were to blame. Even those who had been working on the handling machines had stopped work and instead were drinking some of the alcoholic beverages that were on board the ship.

They knew they should've been going hammer and tongs on those handling machines, but it was really all just pointless really after that last battle, they might've just gone home…then again about Mars…yeah.

But if any Martian felt the most miserable, it was undoubtedly Wacko. His plans for a quick takeover were now all but in pieces. There he was slouched up beside the craft looking downwards, a truly depression sight if you were rooting for the Martians after all this time…as if!

Shuffling along to him, was a young Martian named Knock-Knock (who's real name is Knockemdown, but proved to be a bit of a tongue twister for Martians, so they gave him that nick-name.) The young Martian felt sorry for his captain after what he had been put through in the space of a few hours it seemed.

"Hey, sorry about all this" Knock-Knock piped up, trying to get Wacko's attention.

The Martian captain slowly drew his head up to look at the smaller Martian. "Nah, don't be sorry about this, you've nothing to blame yourself on."

"But we must've feel bad though," Knock-Knock interrupted. "There's always a way, sir…don't how or when, but it can…" He paused midsentence, staring at something in distance.

Wacko tilted his head to the side at why the smaller Martian had stopped. He then he turned round to see what had caught the smaller Martian's attention. Squinting his eyes to get a better look, he could see two dark figures running towards the camp.

His eyes suddenly shot open wide and jumped up from his spot running over to the center of the camp. "Quick! Some guys are heading this way!" he barked out around him. Without being asked twice, the other Martians quickly hid behind nearby rocks with the intention that they would ambush whoever was heading their way.

As the two figures got nearer, they were surprised to see it was none other than the two spies. It is rather funny to mention that no Martian sitting around the camp earlier noticed Abaztard and Torno sneaking out. One by one, the Martians emerged out of their hiding spaces with rather confused looks on all their faces, especially at why the two spies had excited looks on their faces.

"You two!" Wacko snapped angrily. "Where the hell you two been running off like that?"

"Only to bring the good news from the town!" Abaztard pouted proudly.

Other Martians looked at each other trying to make out what Abaztard was trying to say. "What good news?" Said a Martian on top of a Handling Machine. "We're fucked as it is!"

"Yeah, they're probably havin' a party or somethin'!" Added Knock-Knock angrily.

"All wrong though you are though!" Torno retorted quickly. "We saw from our own eyes that they are all retreating from the town by their transport, this is a damn good chance now to take the town!"

Silence fell all around the site, not even a pin drop could be heard. Then nearly every Martian's eyes fell upon Wacko, all expecting for him to come up with something. They could all see his back was turned away from them as he looked into blank space, deep in thought.

The atmosphere strangely turned to full of tension, like on some talent show when they vote of someone on TV…but that's nothing to do with the story. Then after about a minute of silence, Wacko turned to look at fellow comrades with a little grin on his beak.

"Guys…you all want to win?" He boomed to all around him, with hearty cheers following his words. "Want to give these ponies an ass kicking?" More cheering followed. "Then don't stand about then, this show is now back on the road!"

This time a thunderous chorus of cheering and whooping followed with some Martians hugging each other. Wacko then shuffled over to the spies, who in turned always felt a sense of hope and glory that seemed almost inedible. "It's time to take over this planet." Wacko said with a slight swagger in his voice.

Finally, some decent plot twist at last!

XXX

Back at the station in Ponyville, as soon as the train literally halted the scramble into the coaches was so crazy that it nearly caused them to fall of the track and on to their left side. Despite the uncomfortable situations that everypony in that train were in, thankfully the last of them, along with their luggage, were on board and ready to get out off here.

Applejack was budged up with Applebloom with Granny Smith sitting next to a Purple stallion sitting near the window, who was looking quite uptight and Granny Smith's random comments weren't making things trouble-free. The train's whistle could be heard and the train began to slowly move it's way out of the station, much to the relieve of the passengers on board who cheered happily to be getting away. Though their was a hint of sadness in the air, true, they were getting away from the invaders, but they were leaving their homes behind, not knowing what the Martian's were planning for them.

The train began to pick up speed as it began its journey to Canterlot. Then came a loud deep hooting sound that made everypony's blood turn to ice.

"UUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAA!"

The chatter on the train was reduced to silence as though they had never heard of that sound before; they all had a good guess of where it was from.

The ground began shaking at times, like giant hoofsteps, and they all knew what that was!

"They're coming back!" Cried a Mare's voice from the back of the coach. They all looked towards the right windows and gasped in shock at what lay before them. In late afternoon with the sun nearly down over the horizon with the sky a glowing red, three giant black silhouettes tripods with their ghostly green bug-like eyes were heading into Ponyville. Then everypony's attention was rapidly drawn to what was following behind the tripods. They could all see five squat metallic spider-like machines that were more ground based, but still had those intimidated green eyes like the tripods. These machines had huge claws and one of the machines did a strange gesture with its claws.

Of course we know ponies don't have fingers and would not know what this gesture would mean, though those who knew who were there, would see that it was merely 'flipping the bird' at the train.

The tripod at the front, with Wacko and his co-pilot, swung his fighting machine around to aim at the train. The Martian captain could only put on a sinister grin and a chuckle. "See you in hell," he muttered coldly as he aimed his heat ray at the train.

Then his co-pilot pulled the trigger…

Nothing happened.

He tried again…

Nothing.

"OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE!" Wacko roared into the PA system that his voice could be heard all around. "Those fucking Europa made batteries for the heat ray are dead. Absolute shit they are!"

"Should we just go for the town instead?" Banjee's voice could be heard through Wacko's radio system.

Wacko sighed disappointedly. "Very well then, have some fun then."

And with that said, the other two fighting machines began to fire their heat rays at all the buildings, turning the town into a bowl of fire. From the handling machines, Abaztard and Torno watched the spectacle with a large bucket of Martian popcorn.

"Now isn't that an award winning destruction?" Abaztard said happily to Torno.

"Damn right it is!" Torno replied before eating some more popcorn. At last it seemed, the tables were finally turned in the Martian's favor. Torno swallowed his popcorn before looking at Abaztard. "All we need now is some fireworks and some hot chicks doing pole vaulting!"

"POLE DANCING!"


Oh Torno...So, now what will the ponies do now? Well...Wait for the next chapter! Now my next update will be on 'Farachan' so be patient my fellow subjects, until then, take care!